Batwoman stood atop the roof of a five-story apartment with a little girl snuggled in her left arm. Zoe had grabbed on to her and refused to let go, and after a brief argument the Amazon ended up carrying her. The two of them looked over the abandoned street.

Whether she had meant it or not, Zoe's distraction had given the gangsters time to escape. Rubber bullets were scattered all over the ground. In the rush to leave, the gangsters had left behind several duct-tape covered boxes, each about half the length of an arm. Bombs? Contraband? Money? She couldn't tell from this distance, and she certainly wasn't going near them with her companion.

It was not too late to save the situation. She very much wanted to finish the case tonight. At this point she was certain on the the vigilante's identity, anyway. Whether he was running or hiding depended on if he knew about Zoe's presence.

When she saw him, he was already a few blocks away from their position. From the back, he was a bald, dark-skinned man in a red-and-black bodysuit, wearing twin holsters on each hip.

He saw her shadow in the distance, and started running. He didn't know about Zoe, then.

She gave chase. A quick sprint across two city blocks.

"No!" Zoe shouted at her ear. "Please don't!" Diana glared at the girl through the bat mask. Zoe squeaked, and stopped fidgeting.

Diana jumped in the air and threw her lasso.

Time slowed. The vigilante turned, sensing danger. She noticed the cybernetic monocle covering his left eye. As he saw her, he raised his rubber-bullet pistol to aim at her chest. His uncovered eye glanced ever so slightly sideways, he saw Zoe, and the point of his pistol immediately changed direction away from them. He had lightning-quick reflexes for a human. His gun clattered to the ground, intentionally discarded, right before the glowing lasso caught him.

Batwoman landed deftly, cape billowing behind her. The girl in her arm whimpered. She sighed in frustration, then felt a little guilty for scaring a child. "Zoe, Zoe, listen. I'm holding my lasso. I can only tell the truth. I promise not to hurt him. Alright?"

Zoe wiped at her eyes. "Okay."

"Now, I'm going to trust you. I'll let you go, but don't run or do anything crazy. I will catch you if you do."

"Fine. I promise."

She put the girl down. She tugged at the lasso, making sure it held well. The man at the other end of the rope stood straight, resigned to his fate, yet defiant.

Diana said, "I know you. You're the one they call Deadpool."

"Deadshot," Zoe corrected. "Meet my dad, Floyd Lawton."

"I figured you were related."

"So," she turned to the sharpshooter. "Please tell me what this is all about."

The lasso of Hestia compelled him to to reveal the truth. Not without difficulty, however. Floyd Lawton spoke through gritted teeth. "Look, I know this may not have been the best way of controlling the turf wars, but you know, someone like me ain't got too many choices." He heaved. "I swear I've gone straight. I love my little girl so much. And I can't stand the thought of her walking along these streets, to and from school, with all the gang wars happening."

The lasso bound him tight. "I have no idea what the hell is up with the purple tentacle monster photos."

Diana spoke somberly. "Zoe, do you want to say something?"

The little girl bit her lip, her hands clenched into fists at her sides. After a while she whispered, "It was me."

Zoe stepped forward and put her hand over Diana's. She touched the lasso, as if she needed its additional strength. "My dad is infamous. I know that because of the bullets, the police already suspect him first. I made the tentacles out of foam pool noodles, then posted all those photos online so the police would at least look at other suspects too."

"Aw, Zoe—" Deadshot exclaimed. He pressed his lips together, unable to find words.

Zoe was crying again. She wiped at her eyes. "I love you too, dad."

"Now, look, can we go?" Deadshot pleaded to Batwoman exasperatedly. "How about, let's say you did arrest me, but then you turned around to do stuff, when you turned back to us we're gone?"

She released him from the lasso and waved her hand in dismissal. He took it as his cue to pick up his daughter and hightail it out of the area. As he and Zoe turned into an alley, the little girl waved goodbye.

"Be good!" Diana exclaimed in parting. "And keep him good! I know where you live!"

"Yeah. I love you too, Wonder Woman!"

Then they were gone.